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[Intro]
What? What? (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Dumb nigga, hopped in my bag, and it's filled up with Skrilla, I feel like I'm Kodak, yeah
Bitch, this a Bentley Bentayga, the doors open, now she like, "Where we gon' go at?" (Yeah)
I'm in Atlanta, we throwin' up money, they like, "Where the fuck is the dough at?" (Yeah)
I make an arm and a leg, arm and a leg, little bitch, and you know that, yeah
I told her buy dope, we got a whole lotta meds, it's green, bitch and you know that, yeah
I'm in New York with yo bitch, and we tweakin' together, no Rula, Santanny
I got my blammеr, I don't wanna talk like I'm antisocial, no BabySantana (Bitch)
[Verse 1]
Hold on, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, hey, hey
I'm rocking Rick in thе meetin’, huh, I feel like Mr. Miyagi
Kicking this shit like I'm David Debarros, she sucking that dick with no hands, just like [?] (Ooh)
Treesha don't get no respect, too many racks, finna fuck up a check
...
[Chorus]
Dumb nigga, hopped in my bag, and it's filled up with Skrilla, I feel like I'm Kodak, yeah
Bitch, this a Bentley Bentayga, the doors open, now she like, "Where we gon' go at?" (Yeah)
I'm in Atlanta, we throwin' up money, they like, "Where the fuck is the dough at?" (Yeah)
I make an arm and a leg, arm and a leg, little bitch, and you know that, yeah
I told her buy dope, we got a whole lotta meds, it's green, bitch and you know that, yeah
I'm in New York with yo bitch, and we tweakin' together, no Rula, Santanny
I got my blammer, I don't wanna talk like I'm antisocial, no BabySantana (Bitch)
[Intro]
What? What? (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Dumb nigga, hopped in my bag, and it's filled up with Skrilla, I feel like I'm Kodak, yeah
Bitch, this a Bentley Bentayga, the doors open, now she like, "Where we gon' go at?" (Yeah)
I'm in Atlanta, we throwin' up money, they like, "Where the fuck is the dough at?" (Yeah)
I make an arm and a leg, arm and a leg, little bitch, and you know that, yeah
I told her buy dope, we got a whole lotta meds, it's green, bitch and you know that, yeah
I'm in New York with yo bitch, and we tweakin' together, no Rula, Santanny
I got my blammеr, I don't wanna talk like I'm antisocial, no BabySantana (Bitch)
[Verse 1]
Hold on, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, hey, hey
I'm rocking Rick in thе meetin’, huh, I feel like Mr. Miyagi
Kicking this shit like I'm David Debarros, she sucking that dick with no hands, just like [?] (Ooh)
Treesha don't get no respect, too many racks, finna fuck up a check
...
[Chorus]
Dumb nigga, hopped in my bag, and it's filled up with Skrilla, I feel like I'm Kodak, yeah
Bitch, this a Bentley Bentayga, the doors open, now she like, "Where we gon' go at?" (Yeah)
I'm in Atlanta, we throwin' up money, they like, "Where the fuck is the dough at?" (Yeah)
I make an arm and a leg, arm and a leg, little bitch, and you know that, yeah
I told her buy dope, we got a whole lotta meds, it's green, bitch and you know that, yeah
I'm in New York with yo bitch, and we tweakin' together, no Rula, Santanny
I got my blammer, I don't wanna talk like I'm antisocial, no BabySantana (Bitch)
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